Some things are contradictory, such as the police. We want them to work non-stop to protect us, but we don’t want them to work non-stop and need to protect us. Vertex 23S. Updated fastest. So this kind of contradiction will only make people feel confused after entering different situations.
Is the bustling work scene at the North District Police Station exciting? Probably not, our cities are too unsafe. So, does the idleness of the Southern District Police Station mean that the people of Southern District can live and work in peace and contentment
"Is this the end?!" Cliff, the fat man's successor, watched in disbelief as the form he submitted was filed away by the police.
"Yeah." The expressionless police officer was already turning the knob of the radio with his legs crossed. "We have your contact information. We will notify you if there is any news." The electromagnetic noise and the normal radio station were switching between each other, and it seemed that There's nothing good to listen to.
"Is this the end?!" Cliff emphasized his tone and asked again! A bit ferocious!
"Hey." The police officer put down his legs and said more seriously, "Listen, Cliff, Linda probably just ran out to relax. Don't worry, you are just too nervous~" She seemed to know Cliff. He looked like he was in the South District, or in the countryside. There was a smile on his face, "Maybe you guys are pushing too hard~ I need some fresh air, haha~" He clenched his fists at his waist and shrugged vigorously. You all know this posture, right? …the gesture of creating man.
"Don't be ridiculous!" Cliff punched the other person, "My wife is missing! I'm not in the mood to bullshit you here!"
"Uh, yes, yes." The police officer continued to adjust his radio, "He has been missing for two hours, huh, I see you are anxious."
"Not two hours!" Cliff seemed to be really worried, waving his arms, "She was gone when I woke up! Maybe she disappeared at night!!"
The police officer squinted his eyes, still in a teasing tone, "This is too bad~Cliff~Your wife disappeared at night~You only found out now~Haha, let me tell you, you don't need the police, you do, detective. Seed~hehe~”
Cliff's face darkened, he stared at the police officer who didn't look serious at all, and said a golden sentence, "I am a taxpayer!"
The police officer curled his lips and finally put away his joking expression, "Okay." He sighed, shook his head, and took the pen and paper. Before helplessly serving the taxpayers, she made a final confirmation, "Cliff, are you sure you want to take this matter so seriously? If Linda just went out to change the taste of breakfast, and when she came back, she found that you came to the police in a big way. , are you really willing to face the problem of trust between husband and wife in the future?" This police officer is probably a talkative guy. "You know, I have heard on many programs that couples put pressure on each other to have children, and the marriage finally broke up. Do you really want to do all this stress here?”
Cliff's fat face twitched twice, as if he was a little shaken.
The electromagnetic sound in the radio suddenly disappeared.
"Test... test..."
Both of them were stunned for a moment.
"Succeeded?" There were chaotic voices from different people, "Are we broadcasting? Don't ask me! I'm the host! Not a technician! What are you doing now? Play a song! Whose? Eli's! Which one? New! …”
Violent music suddenly breaks out.
"Uh..." The police officer was startled, and after reacting, he turned the volume knob to the lowest level. After looking at the frequency, he muttered in confusion, "New channel?" He waved his hand, looked at Cliff seriously again, and answered what he said before, "Are you sure you want..."
"I'm sure!" Cliff looked gloomily away from the radio that was playing someone's music quietly.
"Hey, it's up to you, it's not my marriage." The police officer shook his head, "Let's get started. Can you tell me the last time you saw Linda?" Transcript.
"Last night, in bed!" Cliff said gloomily.
"Be specific," the officer recorded, "what are you doing."
"What do you think we are doing!" Cliff howled.
"Hey! I'm reminding you! You are the one who wants to do this!" The police officer was not prepared to accept the blame. "You want me to do my job as a police officer! This is my job as a police officer! I want to know what happened to the last time you saw her. What, all the details! Do you still want to find your wife?"
Cliff clenched his fists, "We did what a couple should do! Then we went to bed!"
"Then what couples should do." There seems to be no easy way to express it. "Good? Or bad? How are you feeling? Happy? Or depressed?"
Cliff's left eye was cramping.
"I'm just doing my job, as you asked." The police officer spread his hands, as if don't blame me, "Do I need to show you statistics, how many cases between couples, for example, a wife like you spends the entire morning Is it because of a bad married life? Not to mention a life like yours, which everyone knows is for the sake of children, huh, sex. I said, pressure." Is this police officer using his professionalism to defend his bad taste? .
"Bad!" Cliff said through gritted teeth!
"Oh!" The police officer raised his eyebrows, "I'm sorry." Xiao glanced at Cliff's bloated figure and pushed forward, "Is it because of you? Well, or is it hers?" Under Cliff's Before raising his clenched fists, he finally restrained himself a little, "Sorry! Haha! What I want to ask is, is there a reason? Are you arguing? Before going to bed, what..." I couldn't help but snickered twice. , "Haha, sorry! Did anything happen before that would affect the performance?"
Notice the look in Cliff's eyes.
His eyes stayed on the radio for a moment, "No!"
"No?" the police officer waved his pen, "So this bad married life is, um, normal? It has been going on forever?"
It's a fact. This officer is not a good cop, he is not doing his job! He was using Cliff to pass the time at the Southern District Police Station.
"You know what, Cliff, I really don't think you should be here. You should go see one of those high-end psychiatrists or something, a couples counselor? Whatever, Linda has been gone for two hours, and that's really the last thing you should worry about. Something~" He said with a smile. This guy who was paid by taxpayers said these words with a smile.
Cliff stood up, stared gloomily at the police officer in front of him, reached out and took away the missing person form he had just filled out, and tore it up.
"Uh... am I going too far?" The police officer finally felt a little self-conscious, but he was still self-righteous, "But you know what I said is right."
How can I evaluate it? This is the South District, the countryside. People don't respect boundaries between people as much as real urban animals do.
Cliff threw away the scraps of paper in his hand gloomily, turned around and walked out. Watch Cliff's gaze again, as he looks back one last time at the frequency on the radio.
"Have a nice day!" the police officer shouted from behind. Huh, he's pretty good at this kind of work.
Cliff ignored it completely and walked steadily out of the main entrance of the police station, taking a deep breath the moment he came into contact with the cold air. There was another place he could go, not a couples counselor, not a detective, but Grande.
But Cliff doesn’t want to go to Grande, he doesn’t! Get help from a vampire!
At this tangled moment, a car drove into the Southern District Police Station.
Is the world brighter? No! The world is darker!
Cliff couldn't hold back his impulse for a moment, and he opened his legs, bumping his broad body, and rushed straight towards the front of the car that was turning in!
"Bang!" Accompanied by the harsh sound of brakes!
Cliff hammered his fists on the still shaking hood of the car, and forced his gloomy gaze into the car window, glaring at James with frightened eyes!
Cliff's body almost stuck the front of the car and went around to the door!
Kara!
He opened the closed car door and grabbed the seat belt on James' chest!
After the sound of the leather cracking, James' back left the car seat, he was pulled crookedly out of the narrow space, and he threw himself onto the gravel road in front of the police station without any balance!
"Hey!!"
Voices came from the police station, "What are you doing!!"
James wanted to ask this question too, but his body was lifted off the ground again. There was a tightening pain in his waist, but this was not the only perception going on in James' brain. There was also weightlessness, rapid friction with the airflow, and the wonderful feeling that the world was turning upside down. Then, boom!
James lay on his back and put on the hood of his car, and the sound of metal hitting seemed to replace the pain in his back with a whine.
"Hey!! You! Stop!!"
There were more and more people, which was a good thing, because when James could finally process the things in his field of vision, he saw a police officer who was waved away by Cliff with one hand across his field of vision. He didn't know Where did it fall
Then, Cliff was surrounded by more police officers, moving away from the center of his vision.
"Ouch" James began to feel his own pain. To describe it, it's like the feeling of falling horizontally into the water, and all the bones are in pain!
It's a pity that it seems that the police in the South District are trying to control the inexplicably crazy Cliff, but no one comes to help James.
James turned over with difficulty and rolled to the ground. The uneven gravel road probably caused secondary damage, and James' arms supporting his body couldn't use any strength.
"Oh my god! Are you okay!" Wes's voice finally came to James' side.
"No..." James felt like he was being supported, but he didn't feel anything real. Everything was so erratic, "My, my head..."
"Bleeding!" Wes moved quickly and drove towards the police station on James' shoulder.
James moved passively, and his vision began to be dyed red.
The commotion outside the police station began to fade, and Wes seemed very sure of the direction he was walking. James had no sense of direction for the moment. He felt like he had entered a room and was pushed onto his seat, trying to use his red vision to figure out where he was.
Come, tell everyone where this is.
"Huh. I wasn't your partner on the first day, and you got beaten. If I laughed out loud with joy, don't blame me." Coulson's voice, he wasn't just talking, the handkerchief with body temperature made James Shi's vision returned to clarity. It was really a happy smiling face, "Ha! It's just a broken skin, what a pity." and walked away.
Then the person who entered James' field of vision was Director Cologne. Colon tilted his head and frowned, as if he wanted to say something but said nothing. He turned away and shook his head, walking towards Coulson, "Coulson, we will continue talking later. You should go out and watch." Look. Since you are here anyway, it’s time to show these Southern District police officers what the real police way of doing things is. We don’t want them to do anything outside and make such a simple attack on the police more troublesome, right? "
Coulson smiled and nodded, "It's great, I can finally do what I'm good at." As he walked past James, he said, "Haha, I guess being transferred to the Southern District isn't such a bad thing, right? Partner." and walked away.
Finally, the one who appeared again was Wes, who was already holding a medical bag, "Don't move!"
James didn't move. Most of his field of vision was occupied by Wes, and a small part behind him. Director Cologne had sat back at his desk and kept tilting his head to look at James, still looking like he wanted to say something. Not saying anything.
"You need stitches." Wes pouted, his hands still moving.
James said nothing. When he came, he prepared a long, um, speech explaining why he came here. Now, his mind is blank. He didn't know what he could say.
Weiss pouted again, pinched James' chin and looked around, "Tsk, you may need more than just stitches." Because James looked very sluggish, he probably had a concussion.
"He doesn't need anything." Colon looked back at James and said in a low voice, "I still remember last time, James was injured, which was much more serious than this. A few days later, he miraculously healed. ” Remember, the time that led Colon to question Zach’s medical experience.
Weiss' body stiffened for a moment, not daring to delve deeper into the topic. Then change the subject and tell James, "Before you came here, your team leader at the North District Police Station had already called and informed me of my transfer. She said that you would tell me the details in person, Kou Mori has just arrived and we are discussing this matter."
Ah, that's right, if Cliff comes to the police station to report a crime, Wes should be the first choice, not the talkative police officer.
James still didn't respond, when Wes needed to cooperate. Hey, the beginning of a new partnership, haha, good boss.
Then Weiss could only continue to change the subject, "The team leader said you brought a new case..."
"Why are you so anxious?" Colon looked sideways behind his desk and glanced at the commotion that Coulson had suppressed. "Why don't you tell me first why the North District police detective was attacked by a civilian in our South District police station? What? Wes, do you know that guy, right? Cliff, I remember, he was your 'brother' in the orphanage before. But, does he know James?" Casual, gossipy Tone. Another sense of 'heh, don't even think about changing the topic'.
James spoke. This opening will explain two things. The first is that James is not really slow, and his brain is not really blank, but is occupied to deal with a task that forcibly squeezes out all threads and occupies the space. highest priority emergencies.
"Linda, I know his wife, she was my neighbor back in the West. Linda is missing and he's blaming me."
The second thing. When Cliff came to the police station to report that his wife was missing, was he reporting to James? No.
I am honored to tell you that Zach in Cozier's apartment has finished his 'nerve', has completely said goodbye to the entanglement of tracing his origins, and is getting dressed. Beginning with the report Nenad gave him, Eli took James to visit the Inheritor last night.